The Storm Song
Your life is moving on a down downwards spiral
And you might dare to say it's an all-time low
You don't think you've felt content in a while
You're always waiting for the coarse wind to blow
But you don't always have to stay in your slumber
Don't you know there's always a better way
For when the storm has come and you run for cover
Another will be singing out in the rain
Yeah yeah
You're a sailor in the midst of a great tempest
And you no longer see the lighthouse's glow
The rains come down and winds are blowing and beating
You're helpless and you feel you've lost all control
The storms of life they come when you least expect them
No you won't know the hour, the month, or the day
So when they come, you drop your sail and you trust that
The skies, you know, they won't always be gray
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
So don't you fret, my friend, it's only the winter
Just put your mittens on, and look towards the spring
And when the end, it comes, you will be the victor
And not just with a whimper, but with a bang
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
Not just with a whimper, but with a bang
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
And you might dare to say it's an all-time low
You don't think you've felt content in a while
You're always waiting for the coarse wind to blow
But you don't always have to stay in your slumber
Don't you know there's always a better way
For when the storm has come and you run for cover
Another will be singing out in the rain
Yeah yeah
You're a sailor in the midst of a great tempest
And you no longer see the lighthouse's glow
The rains come down and winds are blowing and beating
You're helpless and you feel you've lost all control
The storms of life they come when you least expect them
No you won't know the hour, the month, or the day
So when they come, you drop your sail and you trust that
The skies, you know, they won't always be gray
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
So don't you fret, my friend, it's only the winter
Just put your mittens on, and look towards the spring
And when the end, it comes, you will be the victor
And not just with a whimper, but with a bang
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
Not just with a whimper, but with a bang
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Johnson
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